The following is an excerpt from Secretariat, Pure Heart by William Nack. I found it on the internet http://www.smythe.nbcc.nb.ca/class97/fanjoy/pure%20heart

If you want to read about the love a man can have for a horse, click the link. It looks like you might have to copy and paste the link.
Nack is describing the Belmont run.

“Secretariat ran flat into legend, started running right out of the gate and never stopped, ran poor Sham into defeat around the first turn and down the backstretch and sprinted clear, opening two lengths, four, then five. He dashed to the three-quarter pole in 1:09 4/5, the fastest six-furlong clocking in Belmont history. I dropped my head and cursed (Jockey Ron )Turcotte: What is he thinking about? Has he lost his mind? The colt raced into the far turn, opening seven lengths past the half-mile pole. The timer flashed his astonishing mile mark: 1:34 1/5!

I was seeing it but not believing it. Secretariat was still sprinting. The four horses behind him disappeared. He opened 10. Then 12. Halfway around the turn he was 14 in front . . 15 . . 16 . . 17. Belmont Park began to shake. The whole place was on its feet. Turning for home, Secretariat was 20 in front, having run the mile and a quarter in 1:59 flat, faster than his Derby time.

He came home alone. He opened his lead to 25 . . . 26 . . . 27 . . . 28. As rhythmic as a rocking horse, he never missed a beat. I remember seeing Turcotte look over to the timer, and I looked over, too. It was blinking 2:19, 2:20. The record was 2:26 3/5. Turcotte scrubbed on the colt, opening 30 lengths, finally 31. The clock flashed crazily: 2:22 . . . 2:23. The place was one long, deafening roar. The colt seemed to dive for the finish, snipping it clean at 2:24. I bolted up the press box stairs with exultant shouts and there yielded a part of myself to that horse forever.”

Fellow club member David Hench, KY, had the original idea and did the leg work to start the ball rolling for the Secretariat chips. It has been a two month grind to get the art this far.